Repackage my lyrics in books chorus rhymes and hooks pistol whip a neighbor for the pap… sending hollow bullets at you hate… break the crowd by myself

Calculated hits don’t miss ride up slow and empty the whole clip you fitted up

Money is the reason that you stepped up money is the reason that you locked up money got the whole block shot up

Empowered by visions of a global r… pistols without the trace kill snitches to save face destroy hate demons be evil at me

The game is on the rank is on top gun salute the general running weapons and stacking loot

The drama’s almost done homie I’m almost home -35 degrees below in the snow I still roll it’s over with for the doe

Wave the pistol out the window this for Don ST. Scalesaveli homie smoking on that indo I be spacing out

35 below outside inhale the smoke invest in power and hope cruise off in a boat on the block move

Forever a Don pull hits that carry on St. Scalesaveli transform like Megatron the first to spit this line

Historical flow I use a lyrical out post get ghost pitching off dope on the west coast

Penetrate hate to expose evil then eliminate people stand by the door and wait for the sequel

I had to be violent you didn’t listen so now I got the pistol out tripping suckers and victims

When calculated moves must improve… With gods presence, he moved like… Extreme in reality, he said I’ll… Break away from your body, detachi… With a potent punch if you challen…

Shattering molds weapons chose for pocket holds look to the future but skeptical

Scrapping for doe hacking your cellphone jacking a car flexing a heribone selling brown bags